Wednesday, 25 March 2020

Poetry

He touched me like,
those wild thoughts in
cozy midnight...

My face in the middle
of his palms......
And guess what?
those flirty blazy eyes....

His smoky breath...
Made my eyes blink,
And so our heart got linked...
His thumb brushing my lips...
And my heart just skipped a beat.

Wohhhhh, My mum's voice,
Wake up my girl, its morning now😋